Difficult Dogs

Chapter 49 I’m so annoyed, I don’t care what your last name is.

Shen Zhiyu pursed her lips, but she didn't expect that Cen Ling looked innocent and harmless, but also quite scheming.

She has never been a patient person, so being told this didn't really make her angry, but she was a bit tricked anyway.

Pei Chen Youyou was propped up on the sofa with his legs folded as he watched Cen Ling act like a young lady. He was clearly smiling, but it still made people feel a bit chilly.

Did he see that Cen Ling was coquettish?It can be seen that when I taught her to play ball just now, she had a thin layer of calluses on her lips. No matter how well-maintained she is, she will inevitably have some when she plays ball frequently.

If she wanted to be coquettish, he would comply. He couldn't say that she was pretending not to be cute.

But Cen Ling didn't realize it. Maybe Shen Zhiyu was pretending to be different, more like deliberately letting off steam, so Miss Cen felt that it was hard to save face, and those who didn't know thought she was bullying others.

It seemed like everyone had to support her, which made her somewhat uncomfortable. But when she felt comfortable, she would inevitably not care about the life and death of others.

Shen Zhiyu chuckled and wiped the club carelessly with rosin wood. "Miss Cen, I'm not polite. Don't feel embarrassed and cry later."

She settled her posture and pressed the club lightly. Compared with Miss Cen's wild and wild style of play, she looked more professional. Every movement was graceful and beautiful, giving Cen Ling no chance to touch the table.

Shen Zhiyu looked at the table and blinked innocently, "Miss Cen, do you want me to teach you? I'm no worse at playing than Pei Chen."

The Shen family and the Cen family had never had any business dealings, and they had no intention of going to Shanghai to expand their territory. She didn't need to give face to Cen Ling.

She thought she was an innocent young lady, but it was just mediocre. She put down the pole, picked up the Xiaoxiangfeng jacket that she had just taken off and put it on.

I have no intention of playing another round with her.

People live by their skin. If Cen Ling doesn't give her a little face, why should she? Even if the Pei family is seeking cooperation with Shanghai, they are not just the intended partners of the Cen family. Besides, Cen Ling won't say anything. It is still unknown whether he will be able to speak.

Although Cen Ling is angry, she is very good at showing weakness to please others. Anyone who sees her acting coquettishly and showing weakness will forget all about what happened just now.

The eldest lady is like this, so why can't she be considered pitiful? In comparison, Shen Zhiyu looks a bit bullying and doesn't understand the rules.

The people in the private room tried to smooth things over and comforted the young Cen Ling. She had just enough tears to stop them from falling. She looked at Pei Chen pitifully and affectionately, hoping that he would support her.

Shen Zhiyu calmly took a sip of juice and smiled lightly when she received the compliment from Shen Fu.

Pei Chen's eyes were heavy, and he supported the sofa seat behind him with one hand, crossed his legs, supported his temples with his finger bones, and stretched his other hand forward to wave to Cen Ling.

"Everyone has given you enough face, so why are you so squeamish? Miss Shen's temper is that she won't give it to anyone. You just give her a ride and she will stick to you? I don't want to see if she wants to invest in you."

Shen Zhiyu knew that Pei Chen was deliberately looking for trouble, but she didn't give any reaction. She looked at the time and guessed that Pei Xu was coming soon. She wanted to go to the bathroom first.

Cen Ling bit her lower lip, but Pei Chen skillfully let go. "What else do you want to play? If you don't want to play anymore, I will send you back to the hotel."

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Ever since Cen Ling couldn't get off stage last time, Shen Zhiyu had been targeted by her.

I don’t know where this little girl can do so many unreasonable things. She has to cooperate with the Shen family to act like a spoiled brat to her family.

The Cen family also doted on her, giving her whatever she asked for, and suddenly she was sitting in Shen Wenjian's office drinking tea.

I'm afraid that Pei Chen's joke about investing last time made her take it seriously. She came to be a money-splitting boy with a project worth hundreds of millions. Shen Wenjian was willing to accept business opportunities. He had no intention of competing with the Pei family. What, but the money will not stop you, of course you will do the business that comes to you.It was impossible to find the enviable project even with a lantern, so Cen Ling easily named Shen Zhiyu.

The little girl understands that what comes and goes, what comes, the future is long, and taking advantage of the convenience of one's position to vent one's energy and gain face is of course the first priority.

The rest of the work was handed over to Manager Liu and his team. Shen Zhiyu's task was to accompany the young lady.

If not for Pei Chen confronting her, this new idea given to Cen Ling would really make people applaud.

"Manager Liu, let Miss Shen use it for a while and let her return to the company later."

Manager Liu was still calculating the cost of the project, and her hands were full. The desktop was full of piles of information. She raised her head and glanced at Shen Zhiyu's workstation.

Yes, the sponsor is here to torment the young lady again.

She smiled and agreed: "Xiao Shen, you and Miss Cen can go out. I'll let other people do the work. If it's too late, you will be considered to be on the field and you don't have to go back to the company to clock in."

Although Manager Liu was drunk at the wine shop last time, her hearing was still intact. She was confused about Shen Zhiyu's identity, but she was very shrewd and guessed what the chairman meant, so she pretended not to know. .

Shen Zhiyu pursed her lips, changed her shoes and followed immediately, her smile not diminishing: "Where is Miss Cen going today? I'll send a car to pick her up."

"Sister Shen, I heard that L's family has a new model. The counter sister said that there is a store in Jiangcheng that just has the goods. I don't know the way. I have sent you a mobile phone with the location. I'm sorry to bother you."

Cen Ling's life was even more boring than hers. During the day, she only went shopping. At night, she hung out with Pei Chen and the others, which was completely different from Shen Zhiyu's life.

For Shen Zhiyu, she doesn't have to go out. If she likes something, she will have it delivered to her door. She doesn't understand Cen Ling's enjoyment of shopping. At night, she goes to bed when she feels sleepy and never stays up late.

I have been tormented by her a lot these days, and my concealer can hardly cover my dark circles.

The sponsor said that he would be responsible for taking her back to the hotel in the evening...

'Yezi' almost has her own chair for waiting.

Others were also surprised. They didn't expect that Shen Zhiyu would also be able to look at people's faces. She was sitting in the corner of the private room, drowsy, and didn't care about the way other people looked at her. She thought it was familiar to her once, and she thought she had seen her a few more times. It's not surprising. I never thought that they were so strange that they seemed to have seen a treasure.

In the morning, she accompanied Cen Ling to travel most of Jiangcheng. She didn't know who had bought it in advance. She wanted to see if other stores still had the goods, and she didn't know who to bother.

I ran with her for several areas wearing high heels, and her sore feet were not even sure if they were hers. At this point, she quietly took off half of the high heels and let them hang on her front feet.

She took a nap for a while and cheered up again. She saw that the group of people were having fun and wanted to go outside for some fresh air. The high heels on her feet were like a torture device for herself. She simply took off her bare feet and pushed out the door.

The ground was covered with a cashmere blanket, but the hard soles were really terrible.

Shen Zhiyu was half-leaning in front of the railing in the corridor, crossing her legs and standing on tiptoes to relax her heels. Today she was wearing a business fishtail skirt, with a pearly white silk texture, and the spotlights were frequently projected on it, making it look radiant.

She stuck her butt out to watch the people dancing in the audience, and the sound of a lighter came from behind, accompanied by a clear and calm voice: "Thank you, Miss Shen, for playing with Xiao Cen."

(End of this chapter)